"Well, isn't it just a bunch of dwarf cave natives? It's about the same as a goblin, that is, a little stronger, and the ears are bigger, so you can't take it down? Don't you feel ashamed that you waste, you still need a group of humble fishmen to come to the rescue? "Crypt Lord Bethrichan, carefully guarded by a group of minotaurs and werewolves, was in a frenzy, roaring hysterically. It's a pity that no matter how much you shout and scream, you can't come up with any nutritious plan to change the status quo. Perigan was not a man of great wisdom and strategy, and in the past, when he encountered such a situation, he always relied on his extraordinary strength to personally charge to change the situation.

But the problem now is that he is still seriously injured, and he has a broken leg, and he really can't do anything but yell and scream energetically.

As a result, his troops still had no problem with the towering and immobile mountain-like natives in front of them.

At this time, even the brave and fearless minotaurs and werewolves had a little more respect for this group of dwarf opponents, and even a trace of palpitations and a trace of fear.

The Crypt Lord was seriously injured, but he was very professional and absolutely unwilling to just go out of the line of fire. In addition to not wanting to be ridiculed by his brothers and sisters, he also wants to see his troops annihilate this "indigenous army" that has caused him great humiliation, and he also wants to personally catch the "Drow" spellcaster who inflicted all these current pains on him to see what the sacredness is.

He was going to spend three days and three nights concocting that "Drow Spellcaster", whether to tear off his flesh little by little and eat it, or to smash the bones and suck his marrow inch by inch. If it's a woman, do you want to throw it to your subordinates to be cool or keep it for yourself. Because the women are delicious...... Well, it does require a good brain start. Although the Crypt Lords are all bugs. No brains.

Bethrigan never worried that his troops would not be able to take the other side. Although they looked quite capable and the formation was well arranged, after all, they were just a group of natives who looked like they were no more than 3,000 people, and they could not be the opponents of the strong Minotaurs and Werewolves in terms of individual strength and stamina, not to mention that the strength was still inferior. The initial attack did not go well because of the light enemy, and his own injury was because he was hiding a master of spellcasting who played obscene sneak attacks, but if it came to fighting a hard battle, after all, the stronger side won.

Also, according to the adjutant. The fish-man king Xia Kui led the troops to come to support...... Tsk, although it is very unpleasant to owe that pretending to be a fishman, at least it is certain that the group of nasty enemies in front of him can no longer escape the fate of total annihilation.

Yes, the werewolves and the minotaurs certainly had no problem with this tight iron hedgehog-like formation, but the blue men, who lacked the ability to charge and attack, could not inflict too much damage on the enemy, and the two sides entered a particularly unskilled confrontation stage. According to this trend, it is estimated that it will not be possible to tell the winner for another four or five hours.

The premise is: No one rushed into the battlefield.

Minotaurs and werewolves are now waiting for reinforcements from the Kou Tao Fishmen. They were already tired and wanted to end the battle that had left them very irritated and unfulfilled. The long fights not only exhausted their bodies, but also made their thinking and alertness unspeakably dull. And so. When the terrifying aura that made people palpitate suddenly condensed from the back of their camp and quickly approached, the monster soldiers present were stunned for a moment.

This sluggish reaction is almost fatal on the battlefield.

When the Minotaur at the back turned his head and sounded the first alarm of the day. He could even see the other person's facial features and faces. You know, it's not on a sunny surface. It's a dark area where visibility is lower than at night!

The last words of "enemy attack ......" were covered up by the blood foam that spurted out of his mouth. In this instant, the drow elf's mounted spear had pierced the minotaur's chest. Of course. His death was not meaningless, at least some of his comrades reacted from the shock.

However, this may be a step too late. With this explosive group charge, one's own front has been completely torn open, and chaos and death have begun to spread endlessly.

"What, drow cavalry? The guys who rode the big lizards? After receiving the order from his subordinates, Bethrichan's first reaction was naturally to shake the essence, but he quickly forced himself to calm down: "How many people are here?" ”

If there are 3,000 horsemen, I will retreat immediately! In any case, it is the small life that counts.

“…… No, I don't know, but looking at that momentum, even if it is said that there are thousands of troops, it is definitely not strange! ”

The Crypt Lord slapped the "thousands of troops" werewolf aside, thinking to himself that even if I read less, you shouldn't lie to me. All the Drow clans in the entire city-state of Marassa are pouring out, and it is impossible to gather a cold-blooded cavalry of ten thousand horsemen.

"Useless Xia Kui, a fish man like a waste snack! Sure enough, you can't pin your hopes on this lowly amphibian! "Although bugs are technically inferior to amphibians, this does not prevent the Crypt Lords from despising this group of vassal natives who are weak and mediocre.

"No matter how many people come, you can only fight bravely at this time! Otherwise, everyone will have to die! Highlight it for me! ”

Strictly speaking, there is nothing wrong with the words of the Crypt Lord, but the key problem is that "killing the enemy" is not wrong, and "standing out" is not wrong, but whether to deal with the iron hedgehog in front of him that he can't hold for half a day, or to deal with the group of cold-blooded cavalry behind him who are particularly powerful at a glance, he did not issue the next order. Maybe at this moment, even he doesn't know how to choose.

The military lieutenant who was able to make a wise choice, the werewolf named Boe, (it's so pitiful, everyone knows his name until now, but what a tragedy it is that the person whose name has to leave immediately after his name appears) has really forgotten at this time. He had returned to the rear of the formation to form a team, but inexplicably faced the first wave of charges from the Drow cavalry. The valiant lieutenant was restored on the spot. Roaring and waving his claws, he slapped three Drow cavalrymen off the saddle in succession. But then he was stabbed in the heart by three riding spears at the same time.

Perigan is a horseman with no military cultivation at all, and the main reliance on commanding the troops is this werewolf lieutenant who has served as a mercenary as a human. And with his death on the spot. The military formations, which had lost their unified command, began to fall into a chaotic situation in which they did not care about each other. Some people want to rush forward, while others want to deal with the enemy who is attacking from the rear first, so that the consequences caused by the two ends of the snake and mouse are naturally not pleasing to both sides.

"Go on! Go on! Don't dwell on it! Rush up! Lu Xi, who was at the forefront, shouted to the soldiers behind him. The cavalry that stopped was not as effective as the infantry, and only by charging could it inflict the most beneficial damage on the enemy.

His body was already wrapped in flames of energy like blood, and the spear seemed to be made of coagulated blood. He slashed, thrust, and thrust, and everywhere he went, no minotaur or werewolf could stop a single turn. When the marksmanship skill becomes "Marksmanship Mastery Level 8". When the "Champion Knight Assault Spear Technique" became level 10, Lu Xi's special charge assault martial arts were already above the vast majority of Drow cold-blooded cavalry. What's more, his combat power can also be further increased by the Crimson Aura.

Under his feet, the crimson aura turned into something similar to the aura of a paladin, and he immediately enveloped the Drow cavalry in a radius of tens of meters around him. Under the effect of this domineering aura, each of the paladins has made a qualitative leap in their charging ability and breakthrough power.

"I really didn't expect that when the crimson aura reached level 10, in addition to increasing my attack and defense sensitivity violently, it could also produce this effect. And it's just one of them. Lu Xi sighed: "This power is so powerful. Some of the effects are even better than Templar's Breath...... It's no wonder that for almost the entire Age of Change, the champion knights of the Crimson Knights were the first line of battle against demons. However, this power does have a little bit of evil, and it is working at full strength. Even Sanguanduan is just like himself, there is such an evil fire in his body, and there is an urge to catch a few guys and beat them up. ”

The charging aura of the champion knights. Coupled with the aura of power blessing and vitality released by Trihit, the dozens of Drow cavalry who served as arrows were instantly turned into a killing whirlwind in human form. A single charge had already broken the enemy's rearguard.

And at this moment. Sakhnar, who was directing the Blues to defend hard, duly threw the whole army into a counterattack, and the line began to slowly close, beginning to squeeze the enemy formation further.

The dense smell of blood was further fermented, adding a bit of oppression and gloom to the damp and icy dungeon air. Werewolves and minotaurs are constantly being slain, often at the cost of heavy casualties to drag these high-speed drow cavalry down the lizards. Such a casualty ratio made the previous courage and fighting spirit gradually dissipate from the body, and tension and panic, fear and despair gradually crept up in the heart.

When the first werewolf let out a mournful whimper, and began to retreat into the night. Everything is irretrievable.

"You can't just leave it at that! Even if you lose, even if the whole army collapses, you must at least take the head of the opponent's main general. Perigan said to himself, and the compound eyes of the worm seemed to have rushed blood, and were full of boiling murderous aura. He raised his long blade, clumsily moved his remaining five legs, and scrambled in the direction of the dense lizard footsteps behind him.

Several werewolf guards around him were shocked, thinking to themselves, boss, it doesn't matter if you have to be sent to death, but if you die, it will affect the whole family of our guards! When we met such a boss who couldn't figure out the situation, what kind of sin did we do in our last life? Anyway, you're obviously a worm, you don't have a brain, why are you still hot-headed!

They hurriedly followed, still thinking about how to persuade the lord to "stay in the green mountains", "the current regression is for greater progress in the future", and so on, but at this moment, their big bug boss then let out a loud cry of horror and anger: "Aha! That's you! I found you! You're the head! You're the head of these reptiles, aren't you? Kill you, I'm going to crush you! ”

Bethligan did meet with Lu Xi, and quickly confirmed that he was the commander of this Drow cavalry. The reason, of course, is that he is wearing a nebula robe that is like a cloak behind him. Lu Xi who is lined with Mithril chain mail and does not wear a helmet. Judging from the appearance and appearance, it is different from the rest of the cold-blooded cavalry. On the battlefield. The leader is different from an ordinary soldier, either he is a commander, and no matter how bad he is, he must be an important person.

The Crypt Lord had no time to think about why there was a human in Drow's army. He let out a loud shout, raised his claws high, and condescendingly slashed down at Lu Xi, who was rushing towards him. Bethligan didn't know that the magician who had just wounded himself and broken a leg was the human "cavalry" who charged, otherwise he would have been more cautious in his response.

The worm's claws swooped into the air, as Lu Xi put a levitation spell directly under the feet of the speedy dragon, and then used the strength of his legs to jump into the air with his mount between his legs. Like a sports car flying over the crack in the canyon, it made a stunned arc, and even the person and the lizard stepped on the back of the crypt lord's worm with a "snap".

This scene is too subversive. The people around him, whether it was the Drow cavalry, or the minotaur and werewolf, all looked at Lu Xi who was standing on the back of the crypt lord with a spear and a "horse" in a daze, and they forgot to continue fighting for a while.

"Who dares to shoot immediately. Only my general! Lu Xi maintained the style of a famous general with an expressionless face, but he was thinking in his heart: "I'm super handsome!" Really super handsome! ”

"Come down! Get down! You lowly reptile! Feeling the humiliation, the Crypt Lord shook his body violently, as if he had been infused with two heavy intestinal piercing poisons in his stomach. His blades were long, but they couldn't reach his back. For a moment, there was nothing to do with the enemy on his back.

"Who's the bug?" Lu Xi sneered, picked up the spear, and thrust it into the purple-gold carapace below with all his might. The surging crimson aura made the spear's head appear half a meter long and indestructible. Coming out of the cracks in the carapace, it tore through the Crypt Lord's shell and entered its body deeply.

Tawny. The smell of bed bug oil churned out and invaded Lu Xi's nasal passages. He frowned unhappily. With a slight force, the magic power was converted into tens of thousands of volts, and it directly drilled into the body of the Crypt Lord through the riding spear, and then exploded with a bang.

(System: Kill a Crypt Lord and gain 2328 XP.) ）

At the beginning, a minor crypt lord almost wiped out the fledgling Lu Xi, plus Nicole and Olivier had nothing to do with each other, and finally had to let Daddy Tifario come to the rescue. But now, an even more powerful, battle-hardened adult Crypt Lord is no longer his triad enemy.

"I'm really strong, very strong now! And super handsome, extremely handsome, very handsome! Say the important thing twice, and the more important thing three times! ”

In the moment when the insect's body was torn apart, Lu Xi set up the speed dragon, and jumped down with the thrust of the explosion and the wind with one brisk step, and landed safely and easily.

"Your lord is dead, if you don't run away now, how long will you stay?" Lu Xi waved his hand and shook the spear, and the brown insect blood on the tip of the spear and the last trace of entangled arcs fell to the ground at the same time, and also threw fear into the hearts of the minotaurs and werewolves present.

"Or, who else wants to be me Lu Xi? Berencaster's next prey to kill? ”

Sen's cold tone turned into a long whip, viciously whipped into the hearts of every enemy around him. At that moment, they felt like their souls were frozen.

The minotaurs, who had been beaten dazed, began to tremble and retreat, and after a few seconds, the retreat turned into a twisted run, and the chaotic running turned into a wild run with a bunch of rats. Of course, before that, the werewolves, who were more brave than they looked and even more undisciplined, had already begun to turn into the wind.

In the terminology of the game, the morale of the enemy army is zero, and it is finally a white flag.

(System: The enemy army is scattered, the skill "Flame Attack" +1, and the bonus experience is 5000.) ）

Now that the flag is white, it is naturally the best opportunity to pursue and expand the results of the battle. Of course, even if all of these enemies run away, it is impossible to return to the enemy's military formation. You know, although the Minas Demon Cave has no military law and military discipline, it has more cruel rules - if the Crypt Lord dies in battle, his subordinates will not escape death.

Some people may have the idea of "it's better to die anyway, it's better to fight to the death", but there are always smart people who don't want to die who will remind them.

These escaped minotaurs and werewolves will surely hide incognito, find a cave off the beaten track, and tremble and die. Of course, there are also people who are active-minded, and maybe after figuring it out, they will turn their hearts across and go directly to Marasa to surrender.

Either way, the 5,000-strong Minotaur and Werewolf team would be permanently expelled from the enemy ranks of the Seventh Battle of Lantilio. As long as you think about it, it's still worth it to spend only a few thousand experience points, well, and you see, after this battle, the experience points accidentally exceeded 25,000......

Twenty-five thousand, isn't that one hundred and two hundred and five? Why do we feel the pervasive malice of the system again?

(System: The host leads its own cavalry to break down more than four times the enemy array in a single charge, unlocking the war skill "Thunder Charge.") ）

(System: Thunder Charge Level 1, requires 15000 XP.) Yes or No? ）

"By the way, you're really going to find an opportunity to keep my economy in a tense period forever!" (To be continued......)